They say that all actions have consequences. It was meant to be a bit of harmless fun, but yesterday, I ended up with a massive lesson learned. We’ve been hosting a group of American Scouts out here in Spain for four weeks now, and I guess we’re all starting to accept that the adventure’s near an end. The summer’s nearly over; everything in the wild in this country has been burned to a crisp by days of endless intense sunshine. We’re half-wondering what happens next in our lives. We’ve made lifelong friends and lived an amazing, carefree existence for a glorious month. It was hard to imagine how to bookend such an incredible journey. I had got this idea from some goofy prankster podcast. The stunt made me laugh so hard that I figured I had to try it. I’m almost embarrassed to write it down. Basically, a group of us snuck into Scoutmaster Patrick’s room and put pubes and shaving cream onto his pillow. We knew that when he’d lay down that evening to sleep, he’d plant his face right into the pube-foam—and sure enough, he did! Amazingly, the next day, he didn’t interrogate any of us. We couldn’t believe we got away with it. Maybe it’s not so funny when the victim of your prank is Scoutmaster Patrick, who’s basically the grumpiest, meanest Scoutmaster out here. I don’t know if it’s because he wasn’t sure who to blame or if he just didn’t feel like investigating, but the lack of consequences just emboldened our group further. We returned to his room the next night and hung about in the shadows of the hallway, waiting for him to turn in for the night. This time, we were going to put shaving cream in his boots.
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